Talking to myself.
I'm sitting here in this body
just thinking about how strange it is to have one.
They say we have a soul..but no..
we ARE a soul...and we own a body.
This body goes everywhere with you...
it carries you; protects you.
It should be your best friend
but...you simply abuse it.
It could reject you and throw you out any minute..
but it endures the suffering you cause because it loves you. Unconditionally loves you - even though you beat it and use it as a slave.
It is committed to you.
It's only doing what you tell it to do...so you must take responsibility and stop feeling like it's going against your wishes.
You get so caught up in pointing out it's flaws that you forget to say:
"Thank you, my wonderful Body. Thank you for being the vehicle of my soul; for holding my heart and my mind... Thank you for taking every wound i inflict upon you. Thank you for safely encasing me while i travel between my lessons....Thank you for being with me. Thank you for being the only thing i am certain to keep in this life"
You forget that you chose to come here and you chose your body. - The perfect body for you to grow from.
Stop struggling and squirming.
Accept and respect your body.
Stop trying to disown it
because it will never disown you.
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